If it was any other day, Dan would tell you he loved living with his best friend. They liked all the same stuff, got along pretty well, and enjoyed each other's company. Today, however, Phil was in Florida. That meant Dan was alone. He was lonely when Phil wasn't around, but he was going to make the most of it. The downside to living with your best friend in a small flat is that nearly everything you do is painfully obvious to the other; including (To be put bluntly) getting yourself off.
Last time Phil went away, only a week or so ago, Dan had gone out and gotten something for himself, knowing that there wouldn't be a flat-mate waiting at home, curious as to what he purchased. For the first time in his Twenty-Two years, Dan had bought a dildo. He had fingered himself before, but never more than that. This would be the night he changed that, and finally let himself go.
With shaky hands he pulled the box from under his bed, nerves on edge and he worked up the confidence to open the packaging. Heaving a sigh he lifted the top, taking the long object from its encasement. Upon further inspection he located a dial on the bottom, which he distinguished as the vibration controls. The more Dan looked at it, the more excited he got. Laying it softly on the bed, he ridded himself of his sweats and T-shirt before laying back.
With a deep breath Dan searched blindly for his lube as he rubbed purposefully over his growing erection. A small whimper left his lips when he thumbed softly over his head. Just the thought of the toy that laid just inches from his hands made him dizzy.
A lube-slicked finger pushed against his opening, drawling a long groan from him. His tongue slipped out a little as he added another, trusting and turning together. The third one made his eyes burn and his head spin, heavy pants breaking from his chapped lips. He went further and further, looking frantically for that one pla-
"Ohjesuschrist-!" his head hit the pillow with a soft thud, a long whine lingering in the room as he nudged repeatedly against bundle driving him mad from the inside out.
Just before he could come, he pulled his fingers out, reaching desperately for the dildo next to his thigh. Lubing it quickly he rested the tip of it against himself. Dan closed his eyes, imagining it was something else; someone else. With a moan he pushed in, a name leaving his lips.
"Ph... Philll oh... oh GOD PHIL! ugh!" Broken and wrecked, his best friend's name crawled from his mouth over and over before he could think twice. Inch by inch the toy entered him, leaving him without breath or thought. By the time it bottomed out, Dan could almost feel Phil's cock pulsing inside him, and it was terrifying.
"Oh fuck..." He whispered, readjusting himself to try and relieve some of the pain of the large intrusion. Lazily pumping his dick he tried to forget the name he had called out earlier, convinvcing himself that it was a 'heat of the moment' situation. He couldn't help but to crave a real person fucking into him; someone with black hair and a matching fringe... baby-blue eyes-
His thoughts were cut short when the dildo hit his prostate, knocking the breath out of his lungs and making him shriek. He held still, not wanting the pressure to stop, as he reached for the dial on the bottom.
"where's the fucking swi- AH FUCK!" As soon as the vibrations started Dan's thighs started to tremble from the intensity. He held the base of his cock to keep himself from coming. He turned it up further, until it was at the highest setting. Almost immediately he started to scream and cry out, bouncing on the toy enthusiastically as he pumped his dick, running his thumb over the leaking head and pressing the tip with his thumb.
Before he could think, he started to imagine it was Phil again; imagined that his best friend's strong hands where gripping his hips, asking him to go just a little faster, for him... 'just for me Dan, please' and a tear fell from Dan's eye when he imagined the feeling of Phil's teeth on his sensitive neck, biting and sucking and kissing, whispering 'I love you so much Dan please come for me please I'm so close-" And with that thought he let go, screaming and panting as the blunt tip of the toy pressed harshly against his prostate once more, the vibrations shaking him to the core.
Falling against the sheets, he turned off the vibrations and pulled the dildo out, wincing at the gross sound it made as it exited his body. His insides still buzzed from the intensity of his orgasm. He couldn't keep his legs from shaking; he couldn't feel his toes. Dan hadn't had an orgasm that strong before.
Thoughts still foggy from his release, he lazily reached over to his phone, texting Phil just before he fell asleep on his messy bedsheets.
Hurry home, I miss you.
